(A/N: Morgan wrote this but I will post her Imagines for her :D)As Janelle walked into the ginormous building laid out in front of her, an eerie sense immediately took over. She had just recently accepted a job as an intern in Mr. Styles’ office. Prior to accepting this job, she had heard a lot about him. Rude, manipulative, and don’t forget… sexy. Yes, it was undeniable. Mr. Harold Edward Styles was quite attractive. It sent shivers down Janelle’s spine thinking about him, although she had never seen the man before. People had given her descriptions before, but she seemed to only remember one thing; his cold, emerald eyes. Oh, the way people described the; they must be a sight to see. Janelle took her time strolling through the hallway, peeking into offices she passed. Where was Mr. Styles? After several minutes of searching, she had come across it. A plaque was nailed onto the oak door reading ‘CEO, HAROLD STYLES’. This is it. “Um… Mr. Styles?" Janelle said quietly as she opened the door, the words rolling off of her plump lips like a song. Harry’s head snapped up, and his wandering eyes immediately raked up and down her body; Janelle regretted what she had worn today. Her tight button-up top fit her curves perfectly, its white color complimenting the light make-up strewn across her face delicately. Her short grey skirt fit nicely along her long, tan legs, stopping mid thigh. She was wearing black heels as well, making the woman seem taller than she already was. Needless to say, she looked gorgeous. And Harry thought that as well. “I’m guessing you’re my new intern?" Harry questioned, his voice deep and raspy. His tongue slid slowly across his lips, as he continued to eyes Janelle. “Janelle, correct?" She nodded slight as she moved to Harry’s desk. They were right; this man was handsome. Very handsome. The way his curls sat styled upon his head, his emerald eyes glistening with power and want. His body was covered in a nice black suit, a red tie there to pull together his whole outfit. “What should I start on now?" Janelle asked quietly, watching her boss with curious eyes as he stood up. “Me." He chuckled, strolling over to her. Janelle’s eyes widened as she backed away from her boss. Surely they couldn’t do this; they would both be fired! “Don’t back away from me." Harry growled softly, a light smirk finding its way onto his lips as he saw Janelle was back against the wall. In a matter of seconds, Harry had Janelle against the wall, her hands held above her head, his hips pressed to hers. Janelle’s breath came out short and ragged as she felt him tug at her skirt. “You’ll love it, babe. Calm down." Harry breathed into Janelle’s ear as he reached under her skirt. “Listen, I don’t wanna go through all of this teasing shit, so why don’t we just cut to the chase?" Harry said, pulling Janelle’s panties down, ever so slowly. “O-okay…" She breathed, the hand her boss had released falling to her side. Harry had moved his free hand to his own trousers and pulled them and his boxers down slowly, revealing his v-line ever so slowly. He had finally gotten them down to his ankles, and his rock hard erection had sprung up. Harry had wasted no time at all in hoisting Janelle up. She wrapped her legs around him as Harry held her up, and he entered her quickly, roughly. Janelle let out a gasp, biting her lip to keep from moaning in pleasure. “Moan for me, baby." Harry grunted as he began to thrust in and out of her, soft moans already escaping his lips. Janelle finally let loose, soft moans leaving her lips, mixing with Harry’s. The moans had gotten progressively louder as the two were nearing their climaxes. “Harry, I’m close…" Janelle whimpered. Harry slammed his fist against the wall. “Hold it! Hold it until I tell you to let go, understand?" He growled, thrusting into her rougher. She whimpered and nodded, trying her best to keep herself from orgasming. As she felt Harry release into her, she released as well. Even if Harry didn’t tell her too, he didn’t seem to mind. He connected their lips into a passionate kiss, to which Janelle responded to immediately. “Janelle, be mine?" Harry breathed as he pulled away from her mouth, keeping their foreheads pressed together. Janelle gasped at Harry, thinking momentarily bepfore replying with a…
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